Yesterday was a return to form. After being really upset all of Tuesday, I found that coffee with Jessie, bubble time with Blue and playing Uno over dinner actually put things into perspective. Actually having conversations with people that go beyond talking about music or drinking is always refreshing ( Read more... )

I couldn't sleep last night. When I did fall asleep, my dreams were all of lying in bed not being able to sleep. And then, of course, came the dreams of other people in my room, crowding my bed so I couldn't move ( Read more... )

I played in the rain last night. I was soaked and incredibly happy to put dry clothes on ( Read more... )

Tonight I'm going to see Sarah's thesis, which is probably going to freak me out. I don't know what to do after that. I'm not entirely comfortable with the idea of going to the Hotel yet, so I'm going to have to figure out how to amuse myself elsewhere. Anyone have any ideas?

Seriously, Madonna? How the hell do I look like Madonna? And Yasmine ( Read more... )

I think some of us learned something important last night. I learned not to trust Jessie when she says "Hey Norah, wanna play a game?" Jessie learned not to EVER EVER EVER pour straight liquor into my mouth ( Read more... )

So I intended to go back to the east side fairly early last night to celebrate Saara's anniversary. Yeah, that didn't happen. I'm so sorry, Saara. Instead, I spent the night staring at Kevin unbelievingly (I swear to god, the man does not look the same anymore), eating brats and drinking. Oh, and by the way, going out with Jessie and Lindsey in the ( Read more... )

The music I listened to in high school was the soundtrack of my dreams last night. I don't remember much of what I dreamed about, but I fell asleep to a tape that my friend Adrienne gave me when we were sixteen. All I remember about dreaming was that Cake played in the background as I was lost in the woods and (god forbid) the Stokens played as ( Read more... )

I'm sick, I'm out of cigarettes and anything to drink and I'm poor.

Fuck you.

I don't have much to say lately. I'm not going to bother recapping nights in here - if you were there, you know what happened.

I think I need to figure out how to be witty again.

Pictures from Landmark last week and Cactus last night.

Yesterday turned out to be a lot of fun all around. I finally got to see Dixie for the first time in what seemed like months, but was only a week and a half or something. We drove around town feeling like it was spring, singing along to oldies on the radio. The rest of the night was quite hilarious; one dollar cans at Onopa will prove to be the ( Read more... )